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" The phantom flies me, as unkind as you. I call aloud; it hears not what I say; I stretch my empty arms; it glides away: To dream once more I close my willing eyes; Ye soft illusions, dear deceits, arise! 240 Alas no more!— methinks we wandring go Thro... "
The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Translations and imitations - Page 33
by Alexander Pope - 1752
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The Love Letters of Abelard and Heloise

Peter Abelard - 1908 - 150 lehte
...thy charms, And round thy phantom glue my clasping arms. I wake : — no more 1 hear, no more I view, The phantom flies me, as unkind as you. I call aloud ; it hears not what I say : I stretch my empty arms ; it glides away. To dream once more I close my willing eyes ; Ye soft...
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English Poems: The Restoration and the eighteenth century (1660-1800)

Walter Cochrane Bronson - 1908 - 562 lehte
...charms, 85 And round thy phantom glue my clasping arms. I wake — no more I hear, no more I view; The phantom flies me, as unkind as you. I call aloud; it hears not what I say: I stretch my empty arms; it glides away. 90 To dream once more I close my willing eyes; Ye soft...
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English Poems: The restoration and the eighteenth century (1660-1800)

Walter Cochrane Bronson - 1908 - 562 lehte
...thy charms, 85 And round thy phantom glue my clasping arms. I wake—no more I hear, no more I view; The phantom flies me, as unkind as you. I call aloud; it hears not what I say: I stretch my empty arms; it glides away. 90 To dream once more I close my willing eyes; Ye soft...
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The Book of Restoration Verse

William Stanley Braithwaite - 1909 - 892 lehte
...charms, And round thy phantom glue my clasping arms. 672 I wake: — no more I hear, no more I view, The phantom flies me, as unkind as you. I call aloud; it hears not what I say: I stretch my empty arms; it glides away. To dream once more I close my willing eyes; Ye soft illusions,...
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The English Parnassus: An Anthology Chiefly of Longer Poems

William Macneile Dixon, Sir Herbert John Clifford Grierson - 1911 - 792 lehte
...thy charms, And round thy phantom glue my clasping arms. I wake : — no more I hear, no more I view, The phantom flies me, as unkind as you. I call aloud ; it hears not what I say : I stretch my empty arms ; it glides away. To dream once more I close my willing eyes ; Ye soft...
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In Memoriam

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1912 - 346 lehte
...thy charms, Aud round thy phantom glue my clasping arms. I wake : — no more I hear, no more I view, The phantom flies me, as unkind as you. I call aloud ; it hears not what I say: I stretch my empty arms; it glides away." — POPE, Eloisa to Abelard, 233-238. " Methought I...
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Selected Poems of Alexander Pope

Alexander Pope - 1916 - 160 lehte
...thy charms, And round thy phantom glue my clasping arms. I wake : — no more I hear, no more I view, The phantom flies me, as unkind as you. I call aloud ; it hears not what I say : I stretch my empty arms ; it glides away. 58 Ye soft illusions, dear deceits, arise ! 240 Alas,...
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The Oxford Book of Eighteenth Century Verse

David Nichol Smith - 1926 - 744 lehte
...thy charms, And round thy phantom glue my clasping arms. I wake — no more I hear, no more I view, The phantom flies me, as unkind as you. I call aloud ; it hears not what I say ; I stretch my empty arms; it glides away: To dream once more I close my willing eyes ; Ye soft...
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The Poems of Alexander Pope: A One-volume Edition of the Twickenham Text ...

Alexander Pope - 1963 - 884 lehte
...source of love. I hear thee, view thee, gaze o'er all thy charms, And round thy phantom glue my clasping arms. I wake — no more I hear, no more I view, 235...as unkind as you, I call aloud; it hears not what I say; I stretch my empty arms; it glides away: To dream once more I close my willing eyes; Ye soft illusions,...
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Selected Poetry

Alexander Pope - 1998 - 260 lehte
...all thy charms, And round thy phantom glue my clasping arms. I wake—no more I hear, no more I view, The phantom flies me, as unkind as you. I call aloud; it hears not what I say: I stretch my empty arms; it glides away. To dream once more I close my willing eyes; Ye soft illusions,...
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